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Drabble: A Worthwhile Journey
Title: A Worthwhile Journey
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alisanne
Rating: PG
Word count: 100 x 5
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, mention of assorted others.
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dracoharry100's prompt #300: Journey
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Betas:sevfan and emynn
Authors Notes: Part twenty-five and the final (!!) part in my H/D Eighth Year Series.
The other parts so far are Roommate From Hell, An Informed Decision, The Oncoming Storm, Making Choices, Honourable Actions, Feast or Famine, Disaster Averted, An Open Mind, Case Closed, Risky Business, Just Reward, Universal Contentment, Getting an Education, Professional Consultation, Covering the Essentials, Merciful Success, The Art of Healing, A Proper Distraction, Long Enough, A Special Place, In Consideration, A Fragile Peace, Doing Their Best, Letting Bygones be Bygones, and The Magic Touch.
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A Worthwhile Journey
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“We’ve had quite a journey, haven’t we?” Harry said.
Draco snorted. “If anyone had suggested eighteen months ago that I’d be a Healer and engaged to you I’d have called them mad.”
“Yet here we are.” Harry gestured. “Is the location okay? This was once a potion shop so I thought having our medical clinic located here made sense. People are accustomed to coming here for cures--” Aware he was babbling, Harry couldn’t seem to stop.
“Relax,” said Draco. “Breathe! It’s perfect.”
“Right.” Harry breathed. “Good.”
Draco smirked. “Now all we have to do is have a wedding.”
Harry groaned.
~
Harry hated the journey to Wiltshire. It allowed him time to...ruminate. While Lucius wasn’t openly hostile, Harry still felt he was being judged every time he visited Malfoy Manor. Narcissa was welcoming, but Lucius-- Harry shivered as Draco led him inside.
“Cold?” Draco asked.
“No, I’m fine.” Harry exhaled. “Where are your parents?”
Draco coughed. “Out.”
Harry frowned. “Then why are we here?”
“For me to introduce you to the rest of the family.”
Harry gaped as Draco pulled him into a gigantic hallway, the walls lined with portraits. “Wow.”
Draco smiled. “Come on, this may take a while.”
~
Ever since the courting rituals, Harry’d known he’d need help with wedding planning. Fortunately, he knew just who to ask. “...hoping you’d help.”
Molly dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief. “Of course, dear. Leave everything to me.”
Harry smiled. “There’s one thing, though. And it’ll involve you taking a journey.”
“Oh?” Molly looked intrigued. “Do tell.”
When Harry got home that night, Draco was waiting. “I was there when Mrs Weasley arrived.”
“And?” Harry asked nervously. His plan depended on the women cooperating.
“It went swimmingly.” Draco grinned. “Although they may come to hexes over the hats.”
Harry laughed.
~
The wedding was surprisingly enjoyable. Harry didn’t even mind the dancing, mainly because he got to snog Draco in public while whispering in his ear. Although he’s better at dirty talk than I am, Harry thought, blushing at Draco’s increasingly outrageous suggestions.
“Salazar,” Draco murmured when they took a break. “Father’s drunk.”
Harry blinked. “He’s flirting with Hermione!”
Draco groaned. “He’ll probably disappear tomorrow. Unspeakables are scary. And Merlin, is that Severus snogging Andromeda behind that shrub?”
Harry blanched. “Right, time for our honeymoon journey.”
“But they’re--”
“All adults.”
Draco exhaled. “Right. Where are we going?”
Harry grinned. “You’ll see.”
~
Their two-week journey to Santorini passed far too quickly, and
within a month of returning, they’d more patients than Harry’d thought possible.
“...good as new,” Harry said, lowering his wand. The Auror’s arm, broken during a raid, was healed.
The Auror flexed it. “Thanks, Healer Potter.”
As Harry escorted the Auror out, he spotted Draco returning a baby to her mother. “...just colic. Use the potion daily.”
Harry smiled. Their waiting room was full; they were a success.
“You’re grinning,” Draco said, walking by. “Why? This day’s mad.”
“Mmhm,” Harry hummed. “Isn’t it great?”
Draco chuckled. “Nutter.”
Harry laughed, content.
~
Fin
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Word count: 100 x 5
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, mention of assorted others.
Challenge: Written for
dracoharry100/dracoharry100's prompt #300: JourneyDisclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Betas:
sevfan and emynnAuthors Notes: Part twenty-five and the final (!!) part in my H/D Eighth Year Series.
The other parts so far are Roommate From Hell, An Informed Decision, The Oncoming Storm, Making Choices, Honourable Actions, Feast or Famine, Disaster Averted, An Open Mind, Case Closed, Risky Business, Just Reward, Universal Contentment, Getting an Education, Professional Consultation, Covering the Essentials, Merciful Success, The Art of Healing, A Proper Distraction, Long Enough, A Special Place, In Consideration, A Fragile Peace, Doing Their Best, Letting Bygones be Bygones, and The Magic Touch.
~
A Worthwhile Journey
~
“We’ve had quite a journey, haven’t we?” Harry said.
Draco snorted. “If anyone had suggested eighteen months ago that I’d be a Healer and engaged to you I’d have called them mad.”
“Yet here we are.” Harry gestured. “Is the location okay? This was once a potion shop so I thought having our medical clinic located here made sense. People are accustomed to coming here for cures--” Aware he was babbling, Harry couldn’t seem to stop.
“Relax,” said Draco. “Breathe! It’s perfect.”
“Right.” Harry breathed. “Good.”
Draco smirked. “Now all we have to do is have a wedding.”
Harry groaned.
~
Harry hated the journey to Wiltshire. It allowed him time to...ruminate. While Lucius wasn’t openly hostile, Harry still felt he was being judged every time he visited Malfoy Manor. Narcissa was welcoming, but Lucius-- Harry shivered as Draco led him inside.
“Cold?” Draco asked.
“No, I’m fine.” Harry exhaled. “Where are your parents?”
Draco coughed. “Out.”
Harry frowned. “Then why are we here?”
“For me to introduce you to the rest of the family.”
Harry gaped as Draco pulled him into a gigantic hallway, the walls lined with portraits. “Wow.”
Draco smiled. “Come on, this may take a while.”
~
Ever since the courting rituals, Harry’d known he’d need help with wedding planning. Fortunately, he knew just who to ask. “...hoping you’d help.”
Molly dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief. “Of course, dear. Leave everything to me.”
Harry smiled. “There’s one thing, though. And it’ll involve you taking a journey.”
“Oh?” Molly looked intrigued. “Do tell.”
When Harry got home that night, Draco was waiting. “I was there when Mrs Weasley arrived.”
“And?” Harry asked nervously. His plan depended on the women cooperating.
“It went swimmingly.” Draco grinned. “Although they may come to hexes over the hats.”
Harry laughed.
~
The wedding was surprisingly enjoyable. Harry didn’t even mind the dancing, mainly because he got to snog Draco in public while whispering in his ear. Although he’s better at dirty talk than I am, Harry thought, blushing at Draco’s increasingly outrageous suggestions.
“Salazar,” Draco murmured when they took a break. “Father’s drunk.”
Harry blinked. “He’s flirting with Hermione!”
Draco groaned. “He’ll probably disappear tomorrow. Unspeakables are scary. And Merlin, is that Severus snogging Andromeda behind that shrub?”
Harry blanched. “Right, time for our honeymoon journey.”
“But they’re--”
“All adults.”
Draco exhaled. “Right. Where are we going?”
Harry grinned. “You’ll see.”
~
Their two-week journey to Santorini passed far too quickly, and
within a month of returning, they’d more patients than Harry’d thought possible.
“...good as new,” Harry said, lowering his wand. The Auror’s arm, broken during a raid, was healed.
The Auror flexed it. “Thanks, Healer Potter.”
As Harry escorted the Auror out, he spotted Draco returning a baby to her mother. “...just colic. Use the potion daily.”
Harry smiled. Their waiting room was full; they were a success.
“You’re grinning,” Draco said, walking by. “Why? This day’s mad.”
“Mmhm,” Harry hummed. “Isn’t it great?”
Draco chuckled. “Nutter.”
Harry laughed, content.
~
Fin
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